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The Poetical Works of Anna Seward

With Extracts from her Literary Correspondence. Edited by Walter Scott ... In Three Volumes

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[Bleak gloomy winds will surely rise]

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ADAPTED TO THE NEW AIR IN PLEYEL'S GRAND CONCERTANTE.

Bleak gloomy winds will surely rise,
When autumn hastes away;
Ah! so shall swell my rising sighs,
So wintry grow my day.
Lost to my view, when Cloe's form
No more adorns this shade;
Then, O then, must Sorrow's storm
My drooping soul invade.
Fast falling tears bedew the ground
When dark November lours,
Nor yet less lavish will be found,
These eyes' descending showers.

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Doom'd when I feel my sick'ning heart
To wail its vanish'd joys;
Now, e'en now, the dreaded smart
My present bliss destroys.
Cease, Fancy, cease the golden prime
Of Love's delights to veil;
Cease to present the cruel time
When every joy must fail!
Live while we may,—'tis all we can,
And shun the thought that mourns!
Crown with roses life's short span,
But lean not on their thorns!